"F*ck you! Come and save me! Are you going to watch me die?"
The huge iron wheel started to spin and slowly dragged Yme towards the gear.
At this moment, Adolf was also anxious.
Kacha kacha!
The sound of the gears rubbing against each other instantly caused their hands to touch.
"No!"
Seeing that his hands were about to be twisted in, Adolf screamed in his heart. Fear struck him instantly, as if a gust of cold air had been injected into him.
In an instant, under the pressure of the iron wheel, the skin on their hands split open, and even their bones cracked.
"F*ck! Save me!" Yme screamed in fear.
"Save me, quickly save me!"
Adolf couldn't bear the pressure of death either. Seeing the flesh on his hands fall rapidly, he instantly felt his scalp go numb.
He continuously gestured with his feet. At the same time, he tried his best to open his mouth, and the nylon rope grew bigger bit by bit.
